The start

The seminar brought it all home. The excitement. The fantasy. The dream. The prelude. All I can think is, I'm finally going to see it. My dream since the age of six, going round a black painted box was to see His home. Visit Him and see where Imam Ali was born. So the obsession with Ali has been there for a while. Najaf <3. I've imagined, dreamed, wished, prayed for the day to come when I get to finally go. Going to the seminar made me realise, perhaps even rediscover, the love I held for this dream. 

Beyond insha'Allah and Alhamdulillah...there is nothing further...